Zoro / Pure Imagination lyrics

[ZORO]

[Verse 1]
Boof's stickin’ on me with the goop
Creepin', creepin' in the cut and you know it is what I do
I could light them with the horror, I think I can feel the marrow
I’m killing every day, call me Roronoa Zoro
I'm high just like a sparrow, I'm shootin' very narrow
My focus right on, feel the heat, it's from the barrel
Don't want Clonazepam, it ain't real, my friend
Geekin' out, lookin’ like a f*ckin’ fool, my man
Ya chicken out, end up in the f*ckin' pool again
All the blood pour out like a water can
Set it off, can you move?
Bonjour bonjour je suis comment allez-vous ?

[Chorus]
I don’t give a f*ck about you, you's a fool
I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu
Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped
Project sockin' ’till you're knocked, you get the pop

I don't give a f*ck about you, you's a fool
I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu
Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped
Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop
[PURE IMAGINATION]

[Verse 2]
Freddie takin' off, hit the gear, take it back
b*tch you know I like it fat, put that booty on my lap
I'm a stupid motherf*cker, ain't the coolest in the world
But the Freddie ‘bout to kill you, bruisin' it, b*tch, you losin' it
Keepin' all these b*tches on file
b*tch you are so nasty, you are motherf*cking vile
I've never seen the movie that is called 8 Mile
I will kill a b*tch named Kim in a while
What'chu mean you don't know
Hear my name, close the door
You are f*cking with the six, 289, in the pits, shoot it up
b*tch you are a motherf*cking waste, a disgrace
Don't you ever show your f*cking face

Weed, speed, dope, can you cope with no hope
It ain't cold, it's pure imagination
You's a f*ckin' b*tch, now come and test my clique
You ain't f*cking sh*t, it's your imagination

Weed, speed, dope, can you cope with no hope
It ain't cold, it's pure imagination
You's a f*ckin' b*tch, now come and test my clique
You ain't f*cking sh*t, it's your imagination
[Chorus]
I don't give a f*ck about you, you's a fool
I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu
U-u-u-beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped
Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop-pop

I don't give a f*ck about you, you's a fool
I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu
Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped
Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop